Warm weather and training to trek

I was thoroughly exhausted after a grueling 2-hour case conference (family meeting) on Friday, and had managed to come down with another cold-- what's going on here, I thought I had more than served my time this "winter"?!-- so I spent most of the weekend in bed. Although I sound better today, I still feel totally drained, and can't get rid of a persistent (sinus?) headache.

I will get into the case conference at some point this week, but at the moment, it's still too tiring to think about.

A couple of things. Not to brag (especially since I was stuck in bed this weekend, not out enjoying some fresh air), but I've been hearing reports of it being bitterly cold on the East Coast for several weeks now. Over here, aside from the one day we had snow, it has consistently been in the 40s to even low 50s at times this winter. It goes down into the 30s at night. I think most people are pleased about this, but not me...I like my winter thank you very much, and it feels like we skipped right over it into spring! Okay, a really wacky spring, where it was getting dark around 4pm, but these days it's now pretty light when I leave work.

Viv and I have now booked all flights, and the only thing left to do is make sure we're in trekking shape by the end of March. To that end, I'm trying to run at least 3 times a week, have started going to a very challenging class at a yoga studio in Bethnal Green 2 times a week (the athletic power flow version of yoga, not the meditative static kind), and also try to lift weights 3 times a week. Housemate Nicole wants me to sign up for a bike ride from London to Brighton this summer, so she has someone to train with, which I would do, but I can't seem to find the time to go looking for a good quality used road bike.

On birthday plans and cold wars

I've had a great idea for my upcoming birthday, but am rejecting it due to costs: the Eurostar offers a "party train" fare...you leave at 4:30pm and must be back on the train to return to London by 10:30am the next morning, for 38 pounds. Pretty nice! So I was laying in bed, having one of those nights where your mind won't stop so you're just tossing and turning, and suddenly I thought, hey! I know- the cabaret! A live burlesque show! in Paris! I mean, what more could you want for a birthday?! The trouble being, the cabarets seem to all be in the neighborhood of 75-90 euros. And with that, the train fare, and money for drinks, that's just too much to ask of people. :( I can't tell you how sorry I am to be dismissing that plan...

In other news, I have declared war on my cold/being sick. Today I have had pomegranate juice, multivitamin juice, a spicy curry for lunch (and some garlic in the form of garlic-stuffed olives), chicken soup for dinner (to which I added chili pepper flakes), I have drunk all kinds of hot and cold beverages, I bought echinacea and was talked into an elixir that boosts your immune system at the health food store, not to mention the traditional cold & flu meds, cough syrup, cough lozenges and vaporub. This evening, I did not do the strenuous portion of my gym routine, only participating in the pilates-based class instead (which I did not enjoy, generally speaking when they're called pilates-based I don't like them) because I'd been advised that things like running on a treadmill should be avoided during a cold. I have had enough of having colds! I will get rid of this one, and there will NOT be another one lurking around the corner again!! So there. Oh, yes, and I will not be having more than one or two drinks at the various Christmas do's on Thursday and Friday this week.

The word, on Sunday night

So, this weekend...I cancelled my plans for Friday night, came home and slept. I have yet another cold (after finally getting rid of the one that lasted more than a month, I was "healthy" for maybe 3 days before showing symptoms of this one)...I've been such the social butterfly for so long now, saying yes to everything and thus having really late Friday and Saturday nights every weekend (involving alcohol, naturally, see my previous post on how over here, social event=alcohol), I think my body just decided enough is enough. I slept for a solid two hours after work, woke up, sent my apologies to the people I was supposed to meet, had dinner, and went back to bed. However, I did join up with Nicole and Rob and a whole bunch of their friends, plus housemate Nicole and her boyfriend Dave, last night for a great meal and then drinks...it's hard to say no when you're having fun, so it ended up being a late night once again. Luckily, today being Sunday, there was plenty of time for a lie-in.

In other news, let's see...I've been a busy bee getting together Christmas gifts, both homemade and bought. It's a bit more difficult to come up with ideas for things you know people really want or will really like, when you're not around to pick up the hints they drop in daily conversation. And I've always been someone who hates to say, "Ok tell me what's on your list, give me an idea..." But I think I'm managing! However, housemate Nicole's birthday is coming up in a little over a week, and I'm a bit stumped on that one, even though I live with her. And Dave has not been of much help, grrr. Hopefully I'll think of something really soon here...I've got a bit of a grace period since we're not actually celebrating her bday until the 16th, even though it's really on the 12th.

And at work, I am still very happy, which still seems to continue to amaze my supervisor. I guess in the past, she's been used to some basic grades being really stressed out, not liking the rotation for some reason, or only really settling in and realizing that they like it when the 6 months are almost over. Apparently, she heard ahead of time how much I was looking forward to starting on the stroke unit, and she was afraid it wouldn't live up to my expectations. But I'm a little different from the other basic grades, given how much experience I already had in rehab world before moving across the pond, and I already knew I wanted to specialize in stroke, had worked with stroke patients, knew what I was getting myself into. I explained to her that, professionally, doing this kind of work is why I made the move. And I'm loving every minute of it, even the hard parts of it. Nothing like taking on a challenge, and overcoming barriers. I wrote a little bit earlier about how much I enjoyed my first Bobath module, which took place on Thanksgiving and Black Friday. I am so looking forward to the next two pieces, plus I am putting in my application for the three-week Bobath course. Apparently, even though it is supposedly offered worldwide, there are no Bobath courses presently in the States...and I am now looking into the Senior II position at Whipps, which has a rotation on the acute stroke unit, and apparently I have a very good shot at securing. There are only two basic grades with enough experience to apply, me being one of them, and there will be some vacancies shortly. Good thing too, as with my work permit situation and the current OT job shortages, I can't get a Senior II job anywhere else.